Lin Feng walked out of the house and strolled under the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Tree. Kang Nanhua was three steps behind him and walked with him aimlessly.
"Nanhua, are you not going to invite me to your cave residence?" Lin Feng turned around and smiled.
Kang Nanhua nodded lightly: "It would be my honor. This way please, Sect Master."
The two of them sat down in Kang Nanhua's cave residence. Lin Feng looked at Kang Nanhua and said Silently: "I have no intention of prying into other people's privacy, but the feeling you give me is that you need a listener."
Kang Nanhua's expression was a bit disappointed: "I've made a fool of myself in front of Sect Master."
He said softly: "Looking at those children made me think of some past events, and my state of mind is a bit unstable."
Hearing this, Lin Feng's expression became even more solemn.
Kang Nanhua was now a great cultivator who formed Yuanying. He had broken through the difficulties of life and death and the fear of heaven and earth, so his willpower was extremely stable.
But at this moment, he admitted that his state of mind was unstable. From this, it could be seen that the knot in his heart was very serious. It had already reached the stage of an inner demon and was shaking his Dao Origin Heart.
Kang Nanhua said slowly: "That was a long time ago. It has been 71 years since then."
"To be precise, it has been 71 years, 3 months, and 15 days."
Kang Nanhua recalled: "At that time, I cultivated to the late stage of Foundation Establishment and condensed a second-grade pill cauldron. It was the time when I was in high spirits."
Hearing this, Lin Feng glanced at him. The golden elixir that Kang Nanhua condensed was the highest quality purple pill. Only first-grade and second-grade pill cauldrons had a chance of condensing it. Moreover, it wasn't a hundred percent success rate. If there was even the slightest mistake, he could only obtain a second-grade vermilion pill.
Kang Nanhua didn't come from a large sect. Instead, he inadvertently obtained the teachings of the ancient wandering cultivator Daoist Quicksand. He didn't have a master to guide him or the sect's resources. He had to rely on himself to explore and cultivate.
In particular, the Dao Art Quicksand Hidden Treasure he obtained was only a fragment of the Eternal Eternal River Quicksand Incantation.
In this kind of situation, he was actually able to condense a second-grade pill cauldron. This was absolutely a heaven-defying matter. It could make 99% of the world's monsters and geniuses feel ashamed.
Unless his Innate Talent and Comprehension both reached the maximum value of ten points, it would be impossible for him to do so.
Meeting Lin Feng's gaze, Kang Nanhua seemed to understand his doubts. She said indifferently, "When I first built my Spirit Platform, I obtained a fortuitous encounter. Otherwise, a fourth-grade Spirit Platform would have been my final destination."
"As expected, it also requires the cooperation of fortune." Lin Feng nodded and did not say anything. Kang Nanhua had overcome a huge obstacle in her path of cultivation. She must have been in high spirits at that time.
Kang Nanhua's gaze was once again filled with pain. She stared at the ceiling of the cave, her gaze unfocused. "Although I've condensed a Second Grade Pill Cauldron, my cultivation has reached a bottleneck. I've been unable to form my Gold Core for a long time. The Great Dao of the Golden Elixir seems far away from me."
For unorthodox cultivators without the guidance of a master and the support of a sect, breaking through to the next realm was the most difficult. They had to rely on themselves to explore and comprehend.
"I felt that sitting down and cultivating wouldn't be very effective, so I went out to travel in an attempt to break through the Hidden Latch of Life and Death," Kang Nanhua said slowly. "Later, I walked in the mountains and arrived at a small village."
"Although the living conditions were very difficult, the people in the village were very hospitable and welcomed me. There, regardless of whether they were men or women, young or old, they had to climb between the rocks every day to gather a type of spiritual medicine and then sell it to people outside the mountain in exchange for the necessary necessities of life. "
From Kang Nanhua's description, Lin Feng understood that the mountain rocks were extremely steep.
For cultivators like them, of course, this was nothing. Not to mention the Gold Core stage and the Foundation Establishment stage, even if it was a Qi Refinement stage cultivator, as long as they had the cultivation of Qi Refinement stage level 3 or 4, they would be able to walk like walking on flat ground.
But for ordinary people, those mountain rocks were absolutely dangerous. No matter how skilled they were and how well prepared they were, it was like dancing on the tip of a knife.
In the village, there were often villagers who fell off the cliff while gathering medicinal herbs and left their families forever. But for the villagers in the mountain village, this was their most precious source of income.
"It's not that they weren't afraid of death, but the pressure of survival and the desire to live overwhelmed their fear of death and danger." Kang Nanhua shook his head slightly. "Maybe they still had some wishful thinking?"
Lin Feng said indifferently, "It's because of this that humans have been able to develop to this day. Isn't it the same for you and I when we cultivate?"
Kang Nanhua nodded. "Yes, when I saw them walk between life and death, it touched me a lot. I'm not afraid that Sect Master will laugh at me, but before that, although I concentrated on cultivation, I had very little contact with this kind of thing. This should be the main reason why I encountered a bottleneck in my Core Formation."
His eyes revealed a nostalgic look. The pain gradually disappeared and was replaced by a rare warm and happy mood.
"I wanted to carefully feel the fear and courage of the villagers when they faced life and death, so I stayed there for a long time and tried to teach them some Qi cultivation Daoist techniques. Although most of them didn't have enough talent to cultivate, it could at least strengthen their bodies and give them some capital to survive in the mountain forest."
Kang Nanhua said, "As for me, I gave up all my mana and cultivation to learn from the villagers to climb the cliffs and gather medicinal herbs. There were a few times when I really thought I was going to die."
Lin Feng smiled. Kang Nanhua smiled back. "The people in the village basically didn't have the talent to learn Daoist techniques. The Qi cultivation Daoist techniques I taught them could only be used to nourish their body's Qi and blood."
"There was only a seven year old little girl. The girls in the small mountain village didn't have a big name. The villagers all called her Mao Ya. Mao Ya didn't only understand Daoist techniques very quickly, her foundation was also very good."
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. He sighed and thought to himself, "Looks like this little girl is the knot in Kang Nanhua's heart."
As expected, Kang Nanhua's mood dropped again. "When I was in the village, I stayed at Mao Ya's house. Mao Ya's parents passed away a long time ago, but she still lived a strong life. When I went to the cliffs to gather medicinal herbs, she was the one who taught me."
"At that time, we were both teachers and friends. I taught her Daoist techniques and she taught me how to climb the steep cliffs without using mana. We stayed together for a year."
Lin Feng originally wanted to tease Kang Nanhua about being a lolicon. But looking at Kang Nanhua's current mood, he gave up on that idea.
Moreover, he could also see that the relationship between Kang Nanhua and the little girl was purely a friendship despite the difference in age. Or maybe it couldn't even be considered a friendship despite the difference in age. It was just an adult's love for a child.
"What happened after?" Lin Feng asked Silently.
"After?" Kang Nanhua's face became even gloomier. Slowly, he said, "One day after that, Mao Ya and I came back from gathering medicinal herbs. We saw that the village was in a mess. It turned out to be a robbery by bandits."
"The leader of those bandits was a cultivator at the Qi Refinement stage. He left a message that in the future, all the medicinal herbs collected by the mountain village must be given to them for free. If they didn't obey, they would slaughter the entire village."
Kang Nanhua said, "After I heard that, I went to find the bandits' lair without saying a word."
The pain in his eyes became more and more intense. "Mao Ya asked me at that time if the village would be fine. She said she was very scared."
"I told her, 'It's okay. You will be fine. I will definitely protect you.'"
Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly as he stared at Kang Nanhua. Based on his understanding of Kang Nanhua, this was equivalent to Kang Nanhua's promise to Mao Ya.
For Kang Nanhua, keeping promises was his life principle. It was an unshakable and uncrossable bottom line.
And this was often the source of his pain.
Sure enough, Kang Nanhua continued, "I found the bandits and found that they had done far more evil things than just one or two. Murder and robbery were completely common, so I sent them to the place where they should go."
"I was afraid that they would harm and retaliate against the villagers in the future, so I specially checked carefully to make sure that no fish had escaped the net. Then I returned to the mountain village easily."
Speaking of this, Kang Nanhua suddenly fell silent.
Lin Feng also did not speak, sitting opposite Kang Nanhua, facing him in silence. After a long time, Kang Nanhua's faint voice rang out in the cave, without the slightest emotion, carrying a kind of numbness from the death of the heart.
"The village was destroyed. Everyone died. Mao Ya died too. I looked at her eyes that were wide open, and I could even see hope in them. I knew that hope was me, but in the end, I disappointed her."
The cave residence fell into silence again. Even the sound of breathing could not be heard.
Lin Feng was silent for a while, then slowly said: "This should be an accident. The people who massacred the village and the group of bandits that went with you to find trouble were not the same people. I'm afraid there is not the slightest connection between the two."
Kang Nanhua's statue-like body finally moved, slowly nodding his head: "Yeah, I think so too."
Even though he moved, Lin Feng did not feel the slightest bit of vitality from Kang Nanhua's body. There was only his hollow voice in the cave: "But no matter if there is a connection or not, the end result is the same. Mao Ya is dead, the people in the village are all dead."
"And I don't even know who the other party is. I can't avenge everyone even if I wanted to." Kang Nanhua closed his eyes again: "This person, as well as Zhang Lie, are both my inner demons."
Lin Feng looked at Kang Nanhua and sighed. He believed that the deaths of Mao Ya and the others and Zhang Lie using the people of the Society of the Strong Gale as a blood sacrifice, may be the only two times in Kang Nanhua's life that he made a promise to someone, but in the end he was unable to keep it.
No wonder when he saw Kang Nanhua again at the Hundred Herb Medicine Sect he discovered that his entire person was a lot more depressed.
Presumably, after what happened to Mao Ya and the others he must have made up his mind in his heart that at that time the first time was also the last, and also the only time.
But the following blood sacrifice incident of the Society of the Strong Gale not only opened up his old scars, it even more so made Kang Nanhua's entire faith waver.
Luckily this time the identity and background of the target Zhang Lie was very clear. Fury and hatred gave Kang Nanhua a clear psychological sustenance, otherwise Lin Feng very much suspects that not only would he not be able to successfully form his nascent soul, his cultivation would even regress.
In the eyes of some people Kang Nanhua might be making a big fuss over a minor issue, inexplicably burdening himself with pressure that originally did not belong to him.
But people are different, everyone has their own path to walk, their own beliefs, their own bottom line, their own thoughts that are not understood by others.
Lin Feng stood up and walked over to Kang Nanhua's side, lightly patting his shoulder: "I won't tell you any nonsense about looking forward, there's nothing wrong with your eyes always staring at the past, but don't stop because of this."
"Even if you're walking backwards, your eyes always look at the past and your feet always move forward. This is to prevent the regretful events of the past from repeating themselves, I believe you understand this simple logic."
Kang Nanhua was silent for a moment, slowly nodding his head and also standing up: "I understand, I've disturbed the sect master today."
Lin Feng smiled and shook his head, suddenly his heart slightly moved and he couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly: "What's going on today? Each and every one of you have a psychological problem, did you guys form a group? "
After bidding farewell to Kang Nanhua, Lin Feng left the cave and re-entered the Mysterious Heaven's Time Light Paradise. There, Zhu Yi was blankly staring at the space above his head.
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